Chapter 47

“Mom, when do I wear high heels?”

“I’ve bought them all.”

“You promised me.”

“You can’t go back on your words.”

These are probably the sentences I say most often in recent times. I say them to my mother almost every day, just to make her fulfill her promise.

Today was no exception. After school in the evening, my father was watching TV on the sofa. I walked into the kitchen under the pretext of helping my mother cook and asked her the same question again in her ear.

“How does your dad dress at home?”

“It won’t interfere with my wearing it when my dad is home.”

“I’ve never worn it before. If I suddenly wear it, he’ll get suspicious.”

As expected, my mother used the same excuse again...

Although I knew this would be the result, I still felt disappointed.

Looking at my father’s back, I gritted my teeth in hatred and suddenly felt that my father was in the way. If it weren’t for my father, my mother would have been trained by me into a sex slave. Now, she is restricted in every way.

When my mother saw how angry and helpless I was, her heart was filled with joy.

Who told you to always bully me?

And put that thing into the vagina.

If I don’t teach you a lesson, you’ll be bullying me in the future.

I don’t know what my mother is thinking. If I knew it was because of the last incident with the vibrator, I would never have used props so early in the morning.

Last time in the school clinic, my mother quickly reached orgasm under the attack of the vibrator. Finally, when I let my guard down, she suddenly broke free from my control. Without caring about the still vibrating vibrator, she pushed open the door and ran out, leaving the female doctor with a confused look on her face.

I had to explain that my mother was in a hurry to pee and get away with it.

Afterwards, whenever I asked my mother how she felt that day, she would glare at me and keep silent.

I also tried to use a vibrator again, but my mother reacted very violently. She scratched, clawed, and even bit people to prevent the vibrator from entering her vagina. I don’t know if she was really uncomfortable or just too comfortable to bear it.

There was no other way, so I had to temporarily give up the idea of ​​using instruments for training and concentrate on figuring out how to get my mother to wear high heels.

But it has been more than a week, and my mother has been using my father as a shield, and my patience has been worn out.

I usually take advantage of my mother by helping her cook and ask her about high heels. This time, I decided to give her a little punishment.

Mom might be preparing to wash the teacher’s uniform today, so she changed into pajamas when she got home.

Although the pajamas are very loose and reach the knees, the majestic chest still holds them up, as does the position of the hips, making the ordinary nightgown look sexy.

The other parts cannot be seen clearly, but anyone who sees them will inevitably imagine how delicate and graceful the figure under the nightgown is.

And for me, who has already had my mother under me, this body can arouse the desire in me even more.

I walked forward and put my hands on her buttocks and started caressing them.

My mother was only stiff for a moment and then she returned to normal. She looked at me unhappily and said, “You do it again!”

I didn’t say anything. My mother glared at me and continued cooking.

This is not the first time this has happened, and every time I satisfy my urge to do it, my mother has gotten used to it.

But this time it was different. When my mother turned her head, I secretly pulled my pants down to my thighs, revealing my big hard cock.

Then he suddenly pulled up my mother’s nightgown, and a pair of flesh-colored panties came into view.

But this was obviously not the time to appreciate it, so I inserted my dick between those beautiful legs without hesitation and rubbed my mother’s pink pussy through her panties.